King of Diamonds
“I didn’t sign up for this. When I followed you through the painting, I came to find my cousins. I’ve stayed because you’re…well, so attractive—but even for you, I’m not a toy, or some little child to be ordered around.”
    Karn slowly shook his head. “I am the King of Diamonds, and you are my mate and future Queen. I will never let down my responsibilities to you.” As her jaw dropped and her eyes went impossibly wider, he continued, “As such, you must learn to accept my commands, to respect me as a husband and ruler, and to trust me without question.”
    Annie’s thoughts spun. She couldn’t believe what Karn was saying. The books she’d read on relationships said zilch about the proper reaction to being told she was going to be spanked by a King, and subsequently informed she was to be the spanker’s future Queen.
    As in marriage?
    Bondage?
    Slavery?
    She shivered, unable to fully comprehend what he’d said. But even harder to believe was the fact that she was so incredibly turned on. Her pussy was hot and wet, her nipples hard in the chill air, her body on fire. She pulled against the bindings at her wrists, but they held tight.
    “Before I address your transgressions, kitten,” Karn was saying above the pounding in her head, “I wish for you to suck my cock.”
    As he stood, Annie couldn’t help the desire burning through her. Her mouth watered as he held his erection in one hand and pressed it to her lips. With his other hand, he caught a lock of her hair and held her still.
    Karn was near to exploding. When she flicked her tongue against the head of his cock, he barely held his groan in check. He pushed his cock into her mouth and she felt hot and wet around his erection.
    What a sight that would be, to have Kalina, or perhaps Aleana suckling Annie’s nipples. Mayhap both women at once. It would please him greatly to see Annie being so thoroughly pleasured. Naught excited him more than watching his women enjoying one another…
    Naught except his sweet kitten pleasuring him.
    “Enough!” Karn withdrew his cock from between her lips, and it glistened in the sunlight from her wet mouth. “Now for your punishment.”
    While he helped Annie to her feet, her expression was confused, frightened, yet aroused. “I don’t know about this,” she said as he led her to the black marble bench beside the wall.
    Karn waved his hand and like magic her bonds fell away. “Take off your eyewear and straddle the bench.” His tone was calm but firm. “And do not forget how it is you are supposed to address me.”
    “Yes, Sire.” Annie’s heart was pounding like mad as she obeyed. What else could she do? She had always stood up for herself in the academic world, her sharp mind and intelligence serving as weapons that she wielded as easily as a knight might wield a sword. But here…she was completely out of her element. She had never been naked with a man, much less the things she’d done with Karn since only yesterday.
    And she didn’t understand why a part of her enjoyed this so much. How could she want him even more? Somehow giving up her power and turning it over to him was exciting, intoxicating even.
    After Annie put her glasses on a small table, she straddled the bench. The marble was cool between her thighs and against her pussy and ass. It gave her sharp thrills that curled up and into her belly and made her so hot that for a moment she forgot about the punishment thing. She brought her hands in front of her and braced herself on the bench as she looked up at him.
    He slid the leather strap over the marble in front of her. From out of nowhere a blanket appeared, covering the marble. “Lie flat and let your arms hang over the sides.”
    Annie bit her lip as she held onto the surface that was softened by the cover. She leaned forward until her breasts and mound were pressed flat to the surface. She turned her face so that her cheek was against the bench and she was looking into the

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